Anthologies of Alastair Darkmoon & Madam Chaos

Restless

A: Mmm That's what I like to hear, me being inside your tight, wet pussy, keeping you restless

M: Or how your beard would feel, tickling my areola, as you suck at my nipples, bruising

A: Gently biting your nipples, caressing with my tongue. Moving up towards your soft lips, kissing you passionately and wet

M: I pull your lower lip in between mine, lightly sucking, running my tongue across your lip, tasting you

A: Locking my tongue with yours, kissing you while pinching your nipple, caressing your tits, hearing your moans as we kiss. With every pump, inside you, I bury my cock deeper, going harder, putting my hand gently on your throat, slightly squeezing, seeing the pleasure and ecstasy in your eyes.

M: Any protests I may have had are cut off by your thumb pressing into my chin. I sink deeper into the bed with each hard thrust, my pussy salivating for the pounding. I feel my pussy clench as I'm pushed over the edge, pinpricks of joy rapturing my body, my cries muffled with your mouth on mine.

Legs shaking from my orgasm, you flip me over. You pull my arms behind me, wrists pinned under your hand at my back. Before I've had time to recover, you plunge yourself inside me again, wringing out another cry of euphoria from me.
Your other hand, gripping my hip, nails digging in

A: Hearing your moaning cries as I pound your pussy, going from passionate to animalistic, feeling your cum coating my cock with each thrust, pounding you into the bed not letting go of you until I am satisfied.

M: The more urgent and hard your thrusts become, I feel that special pressure begin to build inside me again. I move my hips back towards you for each thrust, making the impact that much more thrilling, your cock stroking everything good.

A: I feel the tightness and wetness coming from you with each thrust, grabbing and spreading your ass, making me go deeper, the sensation and pleasure is over the top

Pulling your ass back towards me, arching your back, thrusting deeper, seeing you bury your face into the bed while gripping the sheets, muffling your moans, grabbing your hips, fucking you till I feel you cum again

M: I squirm as the sensation is almost too much, my senses in overdrive, your cock unrelenting in its abuse. I'm not free yet. The more I try to wriggle away, the tighter you hold me in place. Iron grip on my hips, I can feel it start to bruise. You drive yourself into me, deeper and deeper, as if trying to reach the bed beyond me. When I thought I couldn't take it anymore, I feel your head swell and I'm filled with your delicious ivory. Legs shaking, pussy destroyed, you grab my neck and pull me towards you. Hand in my hair, you turn my face, lightly kiss me, and say, "Good girl."

A: Pulling my face from yours after kissing you, whispering 'good girl' in your ear, pulling my soaked cock out of your satisfied pussy, admiring my seed leaking down and your legs still shaking, laying down next to you, holding you while we catch our breath, thinking of all the naughty thoughts happening

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